If I Were Not A Doctor
Sometime I wonder, if I were not a doctor, what would I be.
I remembered when I was filling up for UPU, among my request were law, nursing, and education. However I received foundation in science in UiTM Puncak Alam, however I was unable to fit in, I cried, hence when I received offer to study in medicine in Jordan, I accepted the offer hoping that it would be better. Yes, it is, alhamdulillah, I able to fit in, get along with people.
Done with medical school, I work after one year of waiting for the employment, while waiting , I sell and bake cakes. And I still remember renting a vendor to sell my cakes, sending cakes to people. I remembered few of my customers, such as sending cakes to an elite area, to a man nearby of our house and my mum giving him souvenirs, to a lady that saying she would like me to prepare gift for her wedding later. I found joy doing that, but during that time, I face failure, such as I still didn’t received much gain from it, maybe due to my technique, and I remembered that I stressed that I cooked till midnight, not too mentioned I still trying and error to get a good recipe.
And then I started working, facing hardship during housemanship, each posting surely got my breakdown episodes, crying, being scolded, being sabotaged.
And I still not sure what would I do. Sometimes I feel like quiting, I feel like I work so that I have enough saving just to sustain me throughout life, but knowing I would not be able to buy a house, marry, having children.
Maybe, what can I. Do right now is just keep going.
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